Susan is into it

Samantha could see the shift in Susan’s expression as the stern woman began to feel the same heat that Samantha had been feeling. She wondered for a moment if she had done something wrong, she had just given whatever this thing was to Susan. But her mind dropped the subject as she pulled her boss into another kiss.

“Mmm.” Susan moaned into her mouth. Samantha felt the front of her wet blouse bust open as Susan ripped into the material. Samantha grabbed onto the hem of Susan’s tight skirt and she pulled up until her boss’s lacy black panties were revealed.

Susan caught on to what she intended to do, and she pulled her own parties down past her knees. Samantha breathlessly complied, descending to her knees. She felt gentle but firm hands on the back of her head as she lapped at Susan’s soaking wet pussy. The usually stern woman was doing everything she could to suppress the onslaught of moans coming from deep inside her. It all just felt too good.

Samantha stuck her tongue inside of her folds, and Susan’s legs neatly buckled. “Ah,” She gasped, “That’s… right… eat me out you little whore…” She ordered, and Samantha picked up her eager pace. “I… I am… your mistress…” She suppressed another moan. “Oh god… I’m gonna…” She never finished her statement, instead, Samantha felt as Susan’s whole body seized as she came hard. Susan came into her mouth as a torrent of juices came out of the woman’s sex. Her legs were shaking from the orgasm and she could barely keep herself balanced against the wall.